Pain slips inThrough the edges Of the windowsIn the house that love builtSettling cold and heavy In my bones I ache with the burdenWishing I could burn and banish it

But I knowIt's impossibleTo have one without the otherTo seal the cracks is to suffocate And I still want to breatheAffection and ache ebb and flowUnceasing as the tidesCovering and exposing me Without a moon to governOr an almanac to consult

You cannot sellThe house that love builtIt's held in perpetual trust And only a fool would buy it